Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 88

Cao Jingxiu's siblings, although they share the same mother, have very different personalities.

The eldest sister, Cao Jingshu, is as careful as a hair, and cautious.

She entered the palace and became the second queen of Emperor Renzong. She was not favored by the emperor and had no heirs. With extreme caution, she sat firmly as the mother of the country for ten years and finally became a famous queen in history. A generation of virtuous queens.

The second brother, Cao Jingxiu, is peaceful, honest and kind. Although he was born in a prominent family in the Song Dynasty, he does not have the slightest dandyism about him.

No matter the court of the capital or the common people, they all praised this kind and generous Uncle Cao Guo.

Only the youngest, Cao Jingzhi, has the completely opposite temperament, domineering and daring.

He was unfortunately lost when he was young and suffered a lot of torture. Although he was found later, he left a lot of shadows.

Because of this incident, Cao Jingzhi received extra doting and pampering from his mother and sister, and finally developed his arrogant and arrogant character.

Relying on his status as a relative of the emperor, he became a tyrant in the capital, bullying men and women, and doing things wrong.

Although Cao Guojiu loves this younger brother very much, he has always been displeased with his actions. Under severe reprimands, he even wanted to turn him over to the government for punishment on several occasions.

It's just that Cao Jingzhi's long-standing habits are hard to change, and with the support of his mother, he doesn't buy it for this brother.

The two brothers often quarreled, and their relationship was not good, especially since it had dropped to freezing point in the past few years.

But even so, when Cao Jingzhi was seriously ill and dying, it was his elder brother Cao Guojiu who stayed by his side in undressed clothes and sought medical treatment for him at all costs.

At this time, when he heard Xuancheng say that his younger brother was near the end of his life, he felt a pang of self-reproach, feeling that he had not fulfilled his elder brother's responsibilities, failed to educate his younger brother well, and allowed him to hang out with those dubious cronies, It ended up killing him.

Uncle Cao Guo asked in a deep voice:
"Really, how much time does my younger brother have?"

Xuan Cheng sighed and said:

"It's as long as a hundred days, and as short as more than a month, it depends on his own good fortune. Pindao's pills, one pill a day, can keep him awake, free from illness, and pass through the last period of time safely. , to be able to die. But if you want to change your life against the sky and rebuild your foundation, this...unless...well, forget it, let’s not talk about it."

Uncle Cao Guo seemed hesitant to speak when he heard Xuancheng, as if he still had something to say, like a drowning man grasping the last straw in isolation and struggling, he asked with a hint of luck:
"If the real person has something to say, please speak up. Even if the hope is slim, but there is only a glimmer of hope, I will never give up."

Xuan Cheng shook his head:

"Sigh, this matter is illusory. If the poor Taoist tells the story, I'm afraid that the uncle Guo will be angry and punish the poor Taoist for lying."

Uncle Cao raised his face excitedly, the veins on his neck were bulging, and his lips trembled as he said:

"Rest assured, no matter what you say, the lord will not blame you."

Xuancheng's lips moved slightly, and his voice suddenly became a little ethereal:
"Dayan fifty, its use is four or nine. There is no absolute thing in this world. Everything has a chance. It's just that the degree of difficulty is different. Lingdi's disease cannot be cured with common herbs. If you want to save him, Unless you can get the elixir and elixir of the ancient alchemist, or pass on the immortal law."

Uncle Cao Guo didn't expect him to say such a thing, and he was dumbfounded when he heard it:

"Ancient alchemists? Inheriting immortal methods?"

Xuan Cheng nodded and said:
"Yes, as far as Pingdao knows, in the pre-Qin period in ancient times, there were immortal spells that could revive the dead, make flesh and blood bones, and reshape the Yang God. Its mystery is indescribable. If they can get their inheritance, there is hope to complete Xiaoguo's legacy." The foundation will not only make him recover as before, but also prolong his life."

After hearing what he said, Uncle Cao Guo's face, which was rosy due to excitement, turned pale again, with a look of helplessness:

"The sorcerer's theory is just an ancient rumor, and since Wang Mang usurped the Han, it has not been recorded in the history books for thousands of years. Even if there is a fairy magic, it has been lost for a long time. No wonder the real person will say that this matter is illusory."

Xuancheng waved his fly whisk and chanted the Taoist name:

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun! Poverty is not all aimless. If it is normal, there is naturally no way, but it is also because the fate of the small country is not dead. There is an opportunity in front of us. Although the hope is slim, it is still a chance."

His voice was erratic, as if it came from all directions and far away, like the sounds of heaven and Sanskrit, full of magic power to confuse people's hearts.

When Uncle Cao Guo said this, he somehow felt hopeful in his heart, his eyes lit up immediately, and he hurriedly asked:
"Please ask the real person to give me some advice, I would like to hear the details."

Xuan Cheng didn't speak, but glanced around.

Uncle Cao Guo immediately understood, flicked his sleeves, and ordered the servants in the room to say:
"You all go down."

……

Seeing the idlers leaving one after another, Xuancheng said slowly and solemnly:

"I don't know if Uncle Guo has heard of it. Not long ago, the Kaifeng Mansion got a treasure. It is said to be a gold tablet from the pre-Qin period. This treasure comes from a mysterious treasure. It is the mausoleum of Lord Xinling of Wei Guo during the Warring States Period."

As soon as he said this, Uncle Cao Guo was shocked:
"What else? The Lord doesn't know about it."

Xuan Cheng said:
"This matter is originally a secret, but the Taiyi Palace has always been relied on by the officials. Not long ago, the officials specially sent a father-in-law with a gold slip to ask the Taoists and us for their opinions. The poor Taoist just learned about it."

Uncle Cao Guo is a smart man, he knows the elegant meaning after hearing the stringed songs, so he asked quickly:
"What does the real person mean? Could it be that the tomb of Lord Xinling hides the magician's inheritance of magicians?"

Xuan Cheng nodded and said:

"Exactly. This is not just a random guess. Pindao is at least [-]% sure."

Uncle Cao Guo looked puzzled, not knowing why Xuancheng was so sure, but he went on to say:

"Actually, this is a little secret of Pindao, but it's okay to tell Uncle Guo. Pindao grew up on Penglai Island in the East China Sea. He was once favored by overseas immortals and taught three volumes of heavenly scriptures. , and recorded many ancient secrets.”

"It's mentioned in it that Lord Xinling built a tomb for himself. There is a treasure hidden in it, which contains the secret method inheritance of Fang Warlock, and even the secret of ascending to immortality."

Uncle Cao Guo was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said quickly:

"If that's the case, what are the real people waiting for? I'm going to go to the official's house right now, and ask him to send someone to open the treasure, and take out the alchemist's elixir and Taoism, so that I can cure my younger brother."

Knowing that Uncle Cao Guo had fallen into the urn, Xuancheng raised his lips and smiled faintly. The centipede-like scar on his face was slightly distorted, making it even more hideous and terrifying:
"Uncle Guo, don't be impatient. This ancient tomb is exquisitely constructed. It can only be opened once every three months. It is probably less than a month before the next opening. It is said that there are secrets of the fairy family hidden in it, and the treasures are only given to real people. For those who are predestined, even if millions of heroes enter, if there is no correct method, it is impossible to get any treasure."

Uncle Cao Guo lowered his eyebrows and said in a deep voice:

"Then what should I do? Please tell the real person."

Xuancheng finally saw it, and black ripples flickered in his eyes:
"Uncle Guo please ask the officials for a favor. When the mausoleum is opened next time, let Pindao go in with the people of Kaifeng Mansion to find out. Pindao still has some tricks, maybe he can get the treasures left by the ancient warlocks, I dare not say that it is sure, but it is far more sure than ordinary people. If Pindao can successfully obtain the inheritance of immortality and panacea, then Xiaoguo's illness will be cured."

Uncle Cao Guo was attracted by his eyes unconsciously. Although he always felt that something was wrong, he couldn't help but want to believe this Taoist, so he patted his chest and assured him:
"That's easy to say. I'm going to meet the official right now, and ask him to issue a decree to Bao Zheng Bao Xiren of Kaifeng Mansion to ensure that real people can enter the ancient tomb on the day it is opened."

Xuan Cheng was full of smiles, lightly waved his whisk, took out two porcelain bottles from his arms and said:
"So, Pindao would like to thank Uncle Guo. There are 49 pills of 'Five Dragons Returning to Yang' here, which is a good medicine for invigorating Qi refined by Pindao. Please ask Uncle Guo to give Lingdi one pill a day, which can protect him for a while. No worries. Pindao came in a hurry and didn't bring much. Later, he will send someone to send a few more bottles to keep my younger brother alive for seven to [-] days. Wait until Pindao returns from Lord Xinling's treasure, and then he will think about it."

Uncle Cao Guo took the porcelain vase, was overjoyed, and said gratefully:
"Thank you for the kindness of the real person who donated the medicine. I wish the real person can return triumphantly among the ancient treasures and obtain the panacea for Jing Zhi."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and shouted loudly to the outside:
"Come here! Hurry up and set up the banquet, this lord wants to treat Master Xuancheng to have a few drinks!"

Xuan Cheng waved his hand and declined:
"Uncle Guo, you don't need to be polite. It is the job of the poor to cure diseases and save lives. There are still many trivial matters waiting for the poor to deal with in the West Taiyi Palace. It is inconvenient to stay for a long time today. I will cure my younger brother's illness another day. The poor will bother you again." Uncle Guo."

Uncle Cao tried to persuade him to stay, but seeing Xuancheng insisted on refusing, he stopped insisting. After thanking him a thousand times, he asked about the details of the medication, and then he called Manager Hu and sent Taoist Xuancheng away.

……

On the way out of the Cao Mansion, the gray-haired Director Hu walked beside Xuancheng, and said to him with a half-hearted smile:
"The Daoist is really good at tricks. With just a few words, he persuaded the uncle of the country and won you the opportunity to enter the tomb of Lord Xinling. It seems that my Lotus Sect chose to cooperate with Bixia Palace. It is really the right decision. Otherwise there will be With a young talent like you as an opponent, this old man will have trouble sleeping and eating."

He has profound internal skills, even though he was not in the house, he still heard the conversation between Xuan Cheng and Uncle Cao Guo clearly.

Xuan Cheng expressionless, said lightly:

"Pindao's foundation in the capital is shallow, and he can only rely on himself to find a way to do everything. It's not like Mr. Hu who can cover the sky with one hand. He not only controls Wuyou Cave, but also has strong support like Xixia'Tianshu Pavilion'. But please tell 'Hangu' Mr. Jian'ding, the treasure of Fang Warlock, Penglai Island in the East China Sea is bound to be won by me. He'Tianshu Pavilion' wants to visit the tomb of Lord Xinling to learn more, or get some antiques, that's up to him , but if you want to hurt others, benefit yourself, or hinder other people's good deeds, don't blame the poor for being rude."

As he spoke, the fly whisk swayed, as if there was no one else around, he strode away like a shooting star, and disappeared from Mr. Hu's sight in an instant.

Manager Hu was behind him, watching him go, his face sank like water, his eyes flickered and became extremely sharp, and asked in a deep voice:

"Hairy Monkey, you followed him into the Worriless Cave, who did this guy meet and what did he do?"

The boy next to him was a teenage boy with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, a dry and thin body, covered with thick yellow hair, like a little monkey, so he was called a "hairy monkey".

At this time, he heard Hu Shixiu's question and muttered:

"The Taoist asked me to wait at the entrance, saying that it was dangerous down there, and he was afraid that I would make a mistake. I'm sorry, old man, so he refused to take me down. I waited outside for more than an hour, and he came back unscathed , I don’t know exactly what they did.”

Manager Hu scolded:

"Stupid thing, he won't let you go down, so you just wait there stupidly? I have taught you for so long, why are you still so stupid? This Xuancheng is not simple, pass on my words, find a group of people, no matter what Keep an eye on him day and night to see what kind of wind and rain he is going to stir up in this capital."

Having said that, his voice sank and became cold and harsh:
"The news came from below that Situ Kong was killed, and the Xiaoyao Tower might not be able to keep it. This old man has always wanted to know who leaked the entrance of the Xiaoyao Tower, and deliberately provoked a dispute between Kaifeng Mansion and my Lotus Sect, so as to catch fisherman From the looks of it now, this Xuancheng is very suspicious. If I find any clues of evidence, hmph, I will kill him first. Even if the martial sage of Donghai Bixia Palace comes in person, he will not be able to keep this bull-headed man. "

When he said this, his Adam's apple jerked up and down, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, and he cursed:

"Situ Kong, a bastard, told him to give up a stronghold, but he refused. He insisted on going his own way. Instead, he ruined the entire Xiaoyao Building. It almost ruined my big business. Death is not a pity!"

As he spoke, he slapped the stone table next to him fiercely.

This stone table was made of granite, smooth and flat, about a foot thick, under his palm, it was as soft as a sponge cake, it was smashed into seven or eight pieces, and collapsed on the ground.

With a sound of "boom", the dust filled the air, and the hairy monkey beside him shivered with a face like gold paper.

……

In the uncle's mansion...

After seeing Taoist Xuancheng off, Uncle Cao Guo sat in front of his younger brother's bed and fed him a pill of "Five Dragons Huiyang Pill".

It was noon at this moment, the sky was bright outside, but the patient could not see the light, and the room was dark and gloomy with thick cloth curtains drawn.

The faint candlelight shone on Uncle Cao Guo's face, half-bright and half-dark, just like his current mood.

Suddenly, in the black shadow in the corner of the room, someone coughed lightly and said:
"Cao Jingxiu, it's been a few years since we've been apart, and now, can you still get rid of this obsession with life, old age, sickness, and death?"

The sound was not loud, but when it was heard by Cao Guoshu's ears, it was as loud as Hong Zhong Dalu, splitting the sky and cracking the earth, and it was deafening.

As the words sounded, time seemed to freeze, and even the flickering candle seemed to be frozen.

In the invisible shadow in the corner of the room, at some point, a vague figure appeared.

As soon as this figure appeared, it seemed as if the scorching sun was in the sky, dispelling all the darkness.

Uncle Cao Guo was shocked. He turned around and saw two figures. The moment he turned his head, they became extremely clear and reflected in his pupils.

One of them was wearing green clothes, a Huayang scarf on his head, eyebrows drawn into his temples, phoenix eyes facing the sky, and a sword on his back.

The other person combed her hair in a double bun, exposed her breasts, and held a plantain fan in her hand, patting her belly lightly, leisurely and contented.

Seeing these two people, Uncle Cao Guo knelt down on the ground with a "plop", beat Jishou and said respectfully:

"Disciple Cao Jingxiu, pay homage to Patriarch Zhongli, Patriarch Lu!"

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(End of this chapter)